:: If this is heaven, then I'm not sure if I like it as much as I thought I would. There are no fields with tall, golden grass or beautiful, everlasting sunsets. The stars are the same studs, their sparkle not quite catchy for all the light pollution coming from the houses all around me dimmed their brillance. The air wasnt any richer; in fact, it ( Read more... )

The pictures were in random order; Some pictures were never taken but somehow existed. Memories brought to color every time I remembered, the colors seeping into my soul like blood: the same brown of my family's eyes, the stormy-sky blue of my chaotic room, the deep gray wells of his eyes, the fading orange of my cat, and the impenetrable black of ( Read more... )

she was beautiful, there was no doubt about that. her beauty faded in and out, like smoke from a cigarette, swaying noiselessly into nothing. But she was no supermodel. Nope. She was one of those gals whose beauty came from always smiling, always laughing, always acting like a little kid when the event least called for it. Her hair was down, and ( Read more... )

There is no breeze today she thought ( Read more... )

only 17 and the world has ended ( Read more... )

::Heres for you (you know who you are) . I should be sleeping, but I'm writing ( Read more... )

All I want is you and I ( Read more... )

"I cannot. And I will not marry him, mother. I don't care if he has all the money I need, or if he's a doctor, lawyer, etc, etc ( Read more... )

:: They say that when you die, you see your entire life flash before your eyes, like a black and white photo album left outside on a windy day, pages fluttering past like a storm of butterflies. Memories are brought to color everytime you remember, the colors seeping into your soul like blood: the brown of your family's eyes, the green of your ( Read more... )

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